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bugeyedfreaks · 2 months
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I just like drawing her in fun outfits that look nice, I’m sorry. ❤️☠️
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let! him! have! his! octopus! plush! >:[
(messy extra stuff----)
meanwhile,back at NRC:
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(+ here’s a WIP >:] )
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kaijukat-art · 9 months
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i need to be institutionalized🤠
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birgittesilverbae · 1 year
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"Hey! I remember you from orientation! Beatrice, right? Who's this? Your girlfriend?"
Beatrice is taken aback by the onslaught of questions, but beside her Lilith bristles, her hand landing on Beatrice's back as she shifts forward, puffing herself up.
"What? Don't be absurd," she says stoutly.
"So this isn't Beatrice?"
"So we're not girlfriends!"
The older girl raises her hands in surrender. "Whoa, okay, just asking."
"This is Lilith," Beatrice says, tugging at the back of Lilith's sweater vest. "She's my roommate."
The girl singsongs under her breath, something that sounds like 'oh my god they were roommates', and Lilith's shoulders climb even further, her fists curled tightly at her sides. "Nice to meet you, Lilith," she says, grinning widely as she sticks a hand out towards them. "I'm Shannon Masters. Student Council vice-pres. Welcome to St. Mary's."
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"Hey, Lilith!" 
"What?"
"Whoa, whoa, what's with the hostility?" Shannon asks, peering down at the little spitfire glaring up at her. "Careful, I might start to get the feeling you don't like me very much."
Lilith crosses her arms even more firmly. "I don't see why Beatrice does," she corrects, her voice cutting.
Shannon swallows back a laugh, arching her eyebrow instead. "Ah, there it is," she replies, trying valiantly to keep a straight face. Always a problem for her, that one. "I'm not gonna poach your girl, Lilybear."
"She's not my– Don't call me–" Lilith squawks indignantly, seemingly uncertain about which comment she should be more offended by. "My name is Lilith," she says finally. "Lilith Villaumbrosia. I'd thank you for not shortening it."
Fighting off a smirk, Shannon nods stoutly. "Alright, Lilith Villaumbrosia. What I had meant to tell you was that you were going to be late to class if you didn't hurry, but–" The bell rings out around them, right on schedule. "It's a bit late for the warning."
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fauvester · 4 days
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realizing that my preferred fictional dynamic is unwilling prophecized prince and their singlemindedly devoted knight who has literally no moral compass when it comes to their love for their partner. the incredibly good shit
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elliesbelle · 8 months
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the girl i’ve been talking to who gives me jock/gamer abby anderson vibes and i have been snapchatting so much the last few days that she’s already at the top of my snapchat list 💀
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fleetsonourgecentral · 6 months
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Imagine If Fleetway Super Sonic and Sonic were actually very friendly with each other.
Now imagine Scourge getting jealous or be shocked by it
I think Scourge would be too busy being shocked to be jealous by it lmao. I headcanon he's surprisingly not as jealous a person as people expect him to be, and even if he was, he'd be too busy going "who are you and what have you done with my Sonic" to be jealous. In an extreme case, where the change of heart seemed to be sudden, he'd be worried about mind fuckery going on, maybe concerned Super or someone else has some mind altering power or device that's fucked with Sonic's head to make him be friendly with Super
Fortunately for Scourge, it's doubtful that will happen (unless someone really did pull some mind fuckery on Sonic, which would be a pretty cool storyline ngl) because I don't think Sonic will ever be friendly with Super - or at least it would take a very long time and a lot of work (and maybe some forced proximity). I think Sonic is still hung up on that one time he thought he - as Super - murdered his friends, and doesn't really believe Super can ever be truly good also his whole issue with Kintobor/Robotnik. He probably thinks there's no justice in Super getting a happy ending and being good despite being made out of chaos energy when Kintobor couldn't. Maybe that would calm down after Kintobor's return but who knows. He's not against second chances, but I don't think he'd be particularly willing to give one to Super, partly because he sees Super as more a manifestation of chaos energy and the evil within it than a person. As for Super, I think he's (understandably) nervous about being around Sonic. His ire would be hurtful, considering Super is trying so hard to be good and Sonic just will not believe it. Sonic's fear of Super undermine's Super's efforts to be a good person, and Super is worried, deep down, that Sonic is right. He was right before, after all
I think the relationship between them could certainly improve, albeit most likely with outside influences - Sonic could certainly stand to learn Super is a person and not just an evil manifestation of chaos energy that wants to destroy everything he loves, and therefore see him as a person who is not only capable of being good, but who wants to be good - but it's very difficult to envision them as ever being friendly with each other. The tension between them can be minimised, but it would be incredibly difficult to eradicate it enough to be friendly. I actually got a comment on one of my previous fics, that described them as "working towards chill civility" which I think sums it up perfectly! They can absolutely learn to co-exist in chill civility, accepting one another's presence in the world, but just... preferring the presence to be at a distance as much as possible. Anything more than that would take a lot more effort than I imagine either of them are willing to give lol
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alyssvol6 · 2 years
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byleresque · 2 years
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here’s how I want a milquetoast breakup okay: they apologize for hurting each other and come to a mutual conclusion that they want different things. okay. this will be long and exhausting and they’ll probably bicker but at the end they do care about each other... maybe they can start over?
cue tail-end of a break up scene
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“I just,” Mike heaved a sigh for the hundredth time this hour. “I really want us to be friends. We never really got a chance to be friends.”
Like a snowball rolling down a steep hill, their relationship picked up speed before either of them were ready. They had neither the time nor experience to brace themselves with when the weight of it came crashing.
El nodded. “So it was a mistake. We were a mistake.” Her eyes were rimmed with red and growing misty again. She tucked her chin down. This wouldn’t be the first cry of the day.
“No, no, hey! Not a mistake. Not at all. I don’t regret any of it. This is just... Life, I guess. Nobody is always doing the right thing.” He cringed inwardly at his lame speech and took El lightly by the shoulders until she looked up at him. “And just because we aren’t together together doesn’t mean I’ll like, hold a grudge against you or anything. We’re friends. We can be friends.” He said. El’s brows knit together in concentration; like she was solving a puzzle.
Mike continued, “Unless you hate me now. I mean, I mean if you hate me I guess that’s fair, but-”
“Mike.” A tear tracked down her cheek. 
“Yeah?”
“Promise?” The word barely made a sound. “Friends?” Mike smiled down at her, brushing away her tears with the sleeve of his pullover. Sometimes he couldn’t believe this was the same terrified girl they found in pouring rain years ago.
She’d grown tremendously since.
Mike caught his reflection in the hanging mirror on his bedroom door. His face was red and blotchy, his hair a shaggy mess. But despite those things, he was proud of the guy in the reflection for the first time in memory. Even just this year, he’d learned many truths about himself-- what he wanted and didn’t want in this life-- El wasn’t the only one who had grown.
“Of course. Promise.” They linked pinkies like they were twelve again, giggling until Mike crushed them both into a much-needed cry-hug. “Can we start over?” Mike sniffled. When had he started crying?
“Start over?” El stepped back.
“Yeah. Like...” Mike held out his hand and put on his best introduction voice despite the warbly, weepy tone. “Hi, I’m Mike. Nice to meet you.”
El snickered. “Mike, I know who you are.”
“I know, I know.” He said. “Pretend you don’t.”
She raised an eyebrow, but shook Mike’s hand regardless. “Alright. Nice to meet you, Mike. I’m Jane.”
“Jane... Do you wanna be friends?” Mike said, hoping he sounded as earnest as he felt. She beamed at him. Her eyes glistened with the tears spilling over.
“I--” She gulped. “I would like that very much.” And like that, the atmosphere in the room brightened. Mike stood up straighter; breathed easier. It was as if a boulder had been lifted off his back. He could finally think with a clear head. El looked relieved as well, hunting around the room for tissues and trying to bite back a grin. Thank god, Mike thought, thank god I can still make her happy.
“Do you... Wanna go to the mall?” Mike asked.
“You will buy the ice cream?” El cocked her head at him expectantly.
Mike gave a sideways smirk. “As long as you hack Joust for me at the mini arcade.”
“Deal!”
They left the Wheeler residence talking-- honestly talking-- like they hadn’t seen each other in years. Making up for lost time. Mike learned a lot in such a short time. El apparently did Will’s math homework in exchange for him writing her English essays, she once drove the pizza van for Argyle while he was “out of commission”, and a few months ago she burned off a chunk of her hair with Joyce’s straightening iron. Mike felt like an idiot for not realizing how dynamic El had been this whole time. And kind of weird. In a good way.
At the food court, El peered over her scoop of mint chocolate, quiet for the first time since they’d left the house. Mike felt her eyes on him.
“What? Something on my face?
“No.” She fibbed. His chin was covered in Rocky Road. “I was thinking about something Max said. And since we are now friends, I want to know...” She leaned forward secretively. 
Mike gulped. Mischief twinkled in her eye that he’d never seen there before.
“...What’s going on with you and Will?”
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felikatze · 2 years
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me making edits again? it’s more likely than you’d think
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slverblood · 3 months
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Hmmmmmm . . . I have been explaining Aylin's immortality as having something to do with her being, essentially, the Tears of Selûne born into the body of an aasimar. Well, aasimar shaped anyway. We can now additionally factor in the ever-living flame. I'll decide specifics later, but it's a thought.
This then would factor into Shar's plans for her as the Nightsong. I've been going with the idea that she's essentially the key to an apocalypse. (I need to write up this AU in full.) It releases the shapechanger + his army; it causes Selûne to turn from her followers in grief; and it brings Aylin under Shar's will. If we factor in the ever-living flame as well, then it could be argued dousing the part of it personified / housed within her could be key to dousing it in the moon itself. She was, after all, born of an attempt to destroy the moon. Shar using her to douse the moon's light, bringing the night that much closer to perfect darkness . . . it slots.
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skyward-floored · 7 months
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I love your Whumptober writing. You always write such creative, unique, well-written, interesting stories. You are such a good writer.
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Thank you so much!!! I definitely put a lot of heart into these first several, I’m so glad people are enjoying them! 💖
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kitausuret · 2 years
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Love, Hate, and Apathy?
You have unlocked... a secret fic! Well no it's not really secret, I've posted a couple things that take place in this timeline already, but I had intended to write this as part of Symbruary/for Valentine's Day in 2021, but that never happened lol.
This bit takes place after Eddie has had surgery, the symbiote is (back?) with Peter, it wants to do something to help Eddie and Peter is kind of being a jerk:
“All right, how do you want to help him?” He rinsed off under the hot spray and leaned out to grab a towel. “He’s recovering from surgery, and we all agreed that you weren’t going to interfere with his treatment plan. There are too many variables and-” “I am aware, Spider.” It sounded mildly irritated. Fine. Feeling was mutual. “But you are no stranger to relationship crises. We have that in common.” “My relationship problems aren’t half as devastating as yours,” he said. “Or would you like a reminder? Little trip down memory lane?” Silence. “Yeah, didn’t think so.”
(for a little context, Peter and MJ are back together from their separation but they're... still working on things rofl)
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starscelly · 1 year
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me pretending to be shocked whenever mush gets sent to the box
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vonlipvig · 2 years
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obsessed with wuthering heights, now that i'm reading it for myself and not for an exam in a school context. mkes me think i should revisit gatsby someday...
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yugiohz · 2 years
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did the second lead in boys over flowers rlly develop autism after a cat crash or is my 2021 brain fog tricking me
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